Politics
Posters of KPD and SPD:
Music [ch 9] & Theater [ch 10]:
License & Decadence: moral decline and degeneracy? in art? in public life?
Education [ch 11]
THEY CALL ME NAUGHTY LOLA
They call me naughty Lola The wisest girl on earth / At home my pianola / It works for all it's worth
The boys all love my music I can't keep them away So my little pianola keeps working night and day
They call me naughty Lola / The wisest girl on earth / At home my pianola It works for all it's worth
Now I tell you a secret Don't hammer on the keys For a little pianissimo is always bound to please
Lola, Lola - everybody knows me Ask the first man you see He knows how to find me
Old men, young men, all fall in to my net they all want me to pet there's a reason, you bet!
An enigmatic glimmer, a je-ne-sais-pas quoi /
Shines always in the glance of a pretty woman
But when my eyes look deeply at my vis-a-vis /
And gaze intensely at him what does it mean?
Falling in love again…Never wanted to /
What am I to do I can't help it
Love's always been my game play it how I may /
I was made that way I can't help it
Men cluster to me like moths around a flame /
And if their wings burn I know I'm not to blame
Falling in love again never wanted to /
What am I to do I can't help it
I often stop and wonder why I appeal to men /
How many times I blunder In love and out again
They offer me devotion I like it I confess /
When I reflect emotion there's no need to get more
Falling in love again never wanted to /
What am I to do I can't help it
Love's always been my game play it how I may /
I was made that way I can't help it
Men cluster to me like moths around a flame /
And if their wings burn I know I'm not to blame
Falling in love again never wanted to /
What am I to do I can't help it
